Gainde

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My mind is banging up and down like the elevators of the Empire State building on St Valentine night for like how crucial love is in the air on February 14.

Lies would be told and shown to both genders,one for the gain of materiel despite money being man's strongest weakness after pussy and health if in any other order you want.

That being a visual for you. My mind is really banging now for real,for all millions and millions of questions I have unanswered from why does everybody has to think he or she is better than the next man.

Why do we favor one race against another,why do kill in the name of GOD.

Well He has all the means to come down right here now from wherever He is and make things rights.

That's why my mind is banging tonight cause from the time one becomes conscious of the cycle of dark nights and brighter days alternate until death do us all.

For real for real unless you have it easy as a rich mama-boy,life is hard like a rock and can turn easily a saint into a whore,a real gangster into a faggot for lack of means.

Here we were yesterday,today and shall be here tomorrow too.

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

My Train My train is coming,get out the way.Unstoppable like Denzal:the wild.My train was crafted in a place you'll never know for that we are aliens from places you can't never know either legal or illegal we here to stay,turn us into slaves.We'll rise to become the king you can't stand.It's cool cause we are used to hatred and just like DMX said most poeple who show us love will end up taking it back out of envy and jalousy. You stole my brothers and sisters from Africa:land of the strongs and survivers.Turn them into slaves like the Jews in time of Pharaon.For some of us who understood the test we took it like Christ took death when instead He could call for Hid father's army of aliens to come to earth and make the life we have here history. My people with the Mexicans built this country opposed to the native indians who'll rather die than to be turn into slaves.But you still denied us our nationality how much of a injustice that it is but God is ruling now and after He let Devil have his time it's payback time which is a real bitch.
From the top to the bottom,evil for evil.Let's go,my train is unstoppable. It's coming at full speed and if it should derailled that'll mean we all dying and you know we don't give a fuck about that for that'll send us to heaven while your ass will be blazing in hell.

My Train.

Through the cracks of this closed window I see the sun. Its rays are penetrating my lonely eyes. They are lonely because they have lost their freedom. Freedom to see and be anywhere they want to. Freedom I was meant to lose to insanity which has been my only and biggest obstacle. Obstacles that people face for they always get you more enlightened to the things that we ignore.



I realise more and more how much I didn't know for knowledge in its entirety is larger than the galaxies with their labyrinthine aspect that can confuse you more.


So here I am wondering who am I, myself?

Questions I had when my face did inspire me more fear than anything else for all the insanity God made me with.

I relived the same questions for my actions were insane to the point I wonder how they happened?

I also wondering endless times what would have happened if my handicap was lifted.

I can never understand the purpose of creating something sad to the detriment of all the pleasant things that exist in life.

I needed more time for myself,more time heal physically and mentally for my days were far from being threatened by sad and excruciating moments following my own desire if it's not my insanity to end my days.

Days I came to clearly understand I do not have any ownership over but at this point I'm so grateful that I lived those agonising moments for they make the ones to come easier to enjoy for it's true that the souls that were given to endure the lows and downs of life are also the most susceptible to truly taste the sweetness of highs and ups of life.

I have gotten so low and down that I'm forever ready for the worst while waiting for the best moments of my life to finally emerge if it is still true that after winter comes spring.

Freedom.


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My mind is banging up and down like the elevators of the Empire State building on St Valentine night for like how crucial love is in the air on February 14.

Lies would be told and shown to both genders,one for the gain of materiel despite money being man's strongest weakness after pussy and health if in any other order you want.

That being a visual for you. My mind is really banging now for real,for all millions and millions of questions I have unanswered from why does everybody has to think he or she is better than the next man.

Why do we favor one race against another,why do kill in the name of GOD.

Well He has all the means to come down right here now from wherever He is and make things rights.

That's why my mind is banging tonight cause from the time one becomes conscious of the cycle of dark nights and brighter days alternate until death do us all.

For real for real unless you have it easy as a rich mama-boy,life is hard like a rock and can turn easily a saint into a whore,a real gangster into a faggot for lack of means.

Here we were yesterday,today and shall be here tomorrow too.

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

My Train My train is coming,get out the way.Unstoppable like Denzal:the wild.My train was crafted in a place you'll never know for that we are aliens from places you can't never know either legal or illegal we here to stay,turn us into slaves.We'll rise to become the king you can't stand.It's cool cause we are used to hatred and just like DMX said most poeple who show us love will end up taking it back out of envy and jalousy. You stole my brothers and sisters from Africa:land of the strongs and survivers.Turn them into slaves like the Jews in time of Pharaon.For some of us who understood the test we took it like Christ took death when instead He could call for Hid father's army of aliens to come to earth and make the life we have here history. My people with the Mexicans built this country opposed to the native indians who'll rather die than to be turn into slaves.But you still denied us our nationality how much of a injustice that it is but God is ruling now and after He let Devil have his time it's payback time which is a real bitch.
From the top to the bottom,evil for evil.Let's go,my train is unstoppable. It's coming at full speed and if it should derailled that'll mean we all dying and you know we don't give a fuck about that for that'll send us to heaven while your ass will be blazing in hell.

My Train.

Through the cracks of this closed window I see the sun. Its rays are penetrating my lonely eyes. They are lonely because they have lost their freedom. Freedom to see and be anywhere they want to. Freedom I was meant to lose to insanity which has been my only and biggest obstacle. Obstacles that people face for they always get you more enlightened to the things that we ignore.



I realise more and more how much I didn't know for knowledge in its entirety is larger than the galaxies with their labyrinthine aspect that can confuse you more.


So here I am wondering who am I, myself?

Questions I had when my face did inspire me more fear than anything else for all the insanity God made me with.

I relived the same questions for my actions were insane to the point I wonder how they happened?

I also wondering endless times what would have happened if my handicap was lifted.

I can never understand the purpose of creating something sad to the detriment of all the pleasant things that exist in life.

I needed more time for myself,more time heal physically and mentally for my days were far from being threatened by sad and excruciating moments following my own desire if it's not my insanity to end my days.

Days I came to clearly understand I do not have any ownership over but at this point I'm so grateful that I lived those agonising moments for they make the ones to come easier to enjoy for it's true that the souls that were given to endure the lows and downs of life are also the most susceptible to truly taste the sweetness of highs and ups of life.

I have gotten so low and down that I'm forever ready for the worst while waiting for the best moments of my life to finally emerge if it is still true that after winter comes spring.

Freedom.

It's like an old song that used to play in my head. I got first the sense of the rhythm followed reluctantly by the lyrics.

Song I know cause I was born here and it talks about the history of my people but I been gone so long that I forgot that dirt comes from friction.

I knew my people were slick cause it has also been proven by our history and the way they surely like to socialise.

So I thought I knew the song and I would be safe singing what I have remembered but the words were changed for a new generation has taken over.

The lyrics of the song I knew taught us righteousness and love for the next man.

Now the song pushes for selfishness,greed and boldness.

This is what's left of the place that I'm from for all things have gone backward because the old generation has bought into the new one and everything looks like a chaos.

The old version of the song I'm trying to fully remember was to motivate rightdoers and crippled the ones with bad intention.

So I came back to an unfamiliar place everything and everyone have been and have succumbed under the influence of a tougher life.

Oh Africa,are you denying yourself happiness. You have witnessed great losts from your children being stolen to throwing themselves into the devil's hands out of despair.

Is it more of a fate than a curse?

The truth is kept in secrecy with all the fallen soldiers who perished fighting domination and the ones who have chosen to accept it at the detriment of the rest

Finally I got hold of the moral of the song which is fairness is almost an utopia so I'm coming home to rest my lonely body.

Coming where I'm from.

Until the end of time, I shall wait to see anybody saying it better than 2pac already did: “there's no mystery, you get what you get”

Addicted to the dark side for reasons he traces since his childhood which won't leave until his last breath. Playing fair is not an option in a world where greed and power rule leaving the ones without them with: one and one shot only.

Like them shots you'll hear last when they decide it's time for you to go like you've cause enough trouble already, revealed too much sensitive secrets

He went to say: “I can't tell you” like he was talking about death itself. You have to experience it to get a sense of what it's like leaving you with the unforgettable thought that's sometimes so real, sometimes like it will never happen to you cause life seems to be too good.

Your attitude left you going solo for you have seen from deep down their hearts except for those who have given you credit for what you meant to the game of life itself: living it to the fullest for their nothing but a bunch of player haters.

But since all this is a replay for we all know it has already been written, you sure don't make no mistake the touch of whose hands you should hope help from to fix your irreplaceable wings they succeeded to break but you only use half way to live free in this world of conditional freedom.

You as many countless martyrs can't wait to spread your gigantic wings and fly as high as angels like yourself only can in the kingdom of the Almighty.

Until the end of Times

Imposters,pretenders and impersonaters be on my fucking shit like they truly own it with removal make up and cheap ass black wardrobe.

So here I'm here without much talk but rather more action by simply covering just my privates to claim the entire ownership of blackness for I'm the pure definition of darkness and its entire essence.

Equivalent of the most lethal force like them army boys in black they dispatch to get your soul while you still fucking sleeping at dawn like Bin laden.

Unknown like why you fear to venture in the darkness of the night for you'll never know what's gonna be getting at your face that you can neither see nor stop because once again I'm the night itself and its representation of real insecurity and danger.

I'm the dirt of centuries of slave niggas worked out like dogs who made America what it is today like the Motherland couldn't use those useful hands.

I'm also the dirt in the mine of oil and gold fields that no one can't extract their harvest without looking like a real nigga for you can't get to the day without living the night.

So if you ain't got no love for me,you owe to get the fuck off my shit.

GET OFF MY SHIT.

The question defines life, it is a constant battle of greed between day and night.

You choose the day for all it offers: the sun and clarity to do much without efforts.

I was left with no option but to choose the night for it offers nothing except fear, crimes and abuses that I can’t it see coming because of the darkness of in.

The day became your color, splendid like a kaleidoscope claiming ownership of perfect rainbows.

I was stuck with the night earning names from midnight to darky cause all they see is disgust in my color.

Thanks to time when we value dark gold you use what makes the day against yourself to darken your priceless color to the eyes of Africans women doing the reverse when they bleach their skin hoping to be the center of attraction of men of their kind.



For all those who didn’t want to choose a side being the fruit of crazy blind love whenever you have an eclipse, they stole the trophy for that their the product of pure acceptance of day and night.
So an eclipse gave us Bob Marley, Obama or the beautiful Halle Berry…

The truth is all colors are equal in God's eyes and in His own irony one can ask himself why do whites like to dress black or the total opposite with blacks who love to shine wearing white garments.



So white or black or should I say day or night, I love both if I can't be an eclipse.

DAY OR NIGHT?

Yeah father I can definitely hear you now.They succeeded to delay your message but can never delete it for that:

It’s in the air we breathe.

In the water we drink.

In the fish we ate after it carried your DNA from the ashes of your cremated body.

We understand when you say their will is to lock us in chains and deprive us from seeing the sun like brothers in lockdown.

And when we don’t get the picture and find ourselves behind bars because we were trick to believe there’s no bad way into becoming good, we have not read between the lines and understand your prophesy.



We were brainwashed to believe that we’re divided by race, wealth or even origin but most of time our worst enemies are our own brothers blinded by greed of money and power.

The secret of well-being lies in living a happy life cause you’ve managed to put all your kids to college with a modest budget while millionaires can’t get their kids graduate high school for their suffer from affluenza.


Having it all is cool and everything but most the time moderation means simplicity for a less stressful life.

Knowledge instead of money and wisdom instead of arrogance to live a healthy life.



The way you lived your life was not the ideal but through your mistakes, we’ll make better choices and survive the attacks of our enemies.

Most of all you have given us hope in believing after every dark night there's a brighter day cause to many of us are the perfect confirmation of a reality you have lived yourself.

And as long we here, we’ll honor your life through your music for that it has given us a purpose to move on no matter how hard the challenges against us.

We'll smoke, pop bottles,screw hoes but mostly get this paper B.I.G until we get reunited in heaven ghettoes chilling with the most High for eternity.

2PAC forever.

R.I.P

LETTER TO BELOVED FATHER.

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My mind is banging up and down like the elevators of the Empire State building on St Valentine night for like how crucial love is in the air on February 14.

Lies would be told and shown to both genders,one for the gain of materiel despite money being man's strongest weakness after pussy and health if in any other order you want.

That being a visual for you. My mind is really banging now for real,for all millions and millions of questions I have unanswered from why does everybody has to think he or she is better than the next man.

Why do we favor one race against another,why do kill in the name of GOD.

Well He has all the means to come down right here now from wherever He is and make things rights.

That's why my mind is banging tonight cause from the time one becomes conscious of the cycle of dark nights and brighter days alternate until death do us all.

For real for real unless you have it easy as a rich mama-boy,life is hard like a rock and can turn easily a saint into a whore,a real gangster into a faggot for lack of means.

Here we were yesterday,today and shall be here tomorrow too.

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

My Train My train is coming,get out the way.Unstoppable like Denzal:the wild.My train was crafted in a place you'll never know for that we are aliens from places you can't never know either legal or illegal we here to stay,turn us into slaves.We'll rise to become the king you can't stand.It's cool cause we are used to hatred and just like DMX said most poeple who show us love will end up taking it back out of envy and jalousy. You stole my brothers and sisters from Africa:land of the strongs and survivers.Turn them into slaves like the Jews in time of Pharaon.For some of us who understood the test we took it like Christ took death when instead He could call for Hid father's army of aliens to come to earth and make the life we have here history. My people with the Mexicans built this country opposed to the native indians who'll rather die than to be turn into slaves.But you still denied us our nationality how much of a injustice that it is but God is ruling now and after He let Devil have his time it's payback time which is a real bitch.
From the top to the bottom,evil for evil.Let's go,my train is unstoppable. It's coming at full speed and if it should derailled that'll mean we all dying and you know we don't give a fuck about that for that'll send us to heaven while your ass will be blazing in hell.

My Train.

Through the cracks of this closed window I see the sun. Its rays are penetrating my lonely eyes. They are lonely because they have lost their freedom. Freedom to see and be anywhere they want to. Freedom I was meant to lose to insanity which has been my only and biggest obstacle. Obstacles that people face for they always get you more enlightened to the things that we ignore.



I realise more and more how much I didn't know for knowledge in its entirety is larger than the galaxies with their labyrinthine aspect that can confuse you more.


So here I am wondering who am I, myself?

Questions I had when my face did inspire me more fear than anything else for all the insanity God made me with.

I relived the same questions for my actions were insane to the point I wonder how they happened?

I also wondering endless times what would have happened if my handicap was lifted.

I can never understand the purpose of creating something sad to the detriment of all the pleasant things that exist in life.

I needed more time for myself,more time heal physically and mentally for my days were far from being threatened by sad and excruciating moments following my own desire if it's not my insanity to end my days.

Days I came to clearly understand I do not have any ownership over but at this point I'm so grateful that I lived those agonising moments for they make the ones to come easier to enjoy for it's true that the souls that were given to endure the lows and downs of life are also the most susceptible to truly taste the sweetness of highs and ups of life.

I have gotten so low and down that I'm forever ready for the worst while waiting for the best moments of my life to finally emerge if it is still true that after winter comes spring.

Freedom.

It's like an old song that used to play in my head. I got first the sense of the rhythm followed reluctantly by the lyrics.

Song I know cause I was born here and it talks about the history of my people but I been gone so long that I forgot that dirt comes from friction.

I knew my people were slick cause it has also been proven by our history and the way they surely like to socialise.

So I thought I knew the song and I would be safe singing what I have remembered but the words were changed for a new generation has taken over.

The lyrics of the song I knew taught us righteousness and love for the next man.

Now the song pushes for selfishness,greed and boldness.

This is what's left of the place that I'm from for all things have gone backward because the old generation has bought into the new one and everything looks like a chaos.

The old version of the song I'm trying to fully remember was to motivate rightdoers and crippled the ones with bad intention.

So I came back to an unfamiliar place everything and everyone have been and have succumbed under the influence of a tougher life.

Oh Africa,are you denying yourself happiness. You have witnessed great losts from your children being stolen to throwing themselves into the devil's hands out of despair.

Is it more of a fate than a curse?

The truth is kept in secrecy with all the fallen soldiers who perished fighting domination and the ones who have chosen to accept it at the detriment of the rest

Finally I got hold of the moral of the song which is fairness is almost an utopia so I'm coming home to rest my lonely body.

Coming where I'm from.

Until the end of time, I shall wait to see anybody saying it better than 2pac already did: “there's no mystery, you get what you get”

Addicted to the dark side for reasons he traces since his childhood which won't leave until his last breath. Playing fair is not an option in a world where greed and power rule leaving the ones without them with: one and one shot only.

Like them shots you'll hear last when they decide it's time for you to go like you've cause enough trouble already, revealed too much sensitive secrets

He went to say: “I can't tell you” like he was talking about death itself. You have to experience it to get a sense of what it's like leaving you with the unforgettable thought that's sometimes so real, sometimes like it will never happen to you cause life seems to be too good.

Your attitude left you going solo for you have seen from deep down their hearts except for those who have given you credit for what you meant to the game of life itself: living it to the fullest for their nothing but a bunch of player haters.

But since all this is a replay for we all know it has already been written, you sure don't make no mistake the touch of whose hands you should hope help from to fix your irreplaceable wings they succeeded to break but you only use half way to live free in this world of conditional freedom.

You as many countless martyrs can't wait to spread your gigantic wings and fly as high as angels like yourself only can in the kingdom of the Almighty.

Until the end of Times

Imposters,pretenders and impersonaters be on my fucking shit like they truly own it with removal make up and cheap ass black wardrobe.

So here I'm here without much talk but rather more action by simply covering just my privates to claim the entire ownership of blackness for I'm the pure definition of darkness and its entire essence.

Equivalent of the most lethal force like them army boys in black they dispatch to get your soul while you still fucking sleeping at dawn like Bin laden.

Unknown like why you fear to venture in the darkness of the night for you'll never know what's gonna be getting at your face that you can neither see nor stop because once again I'm the night itself and its representation of real insecurity and danger.

I'm the dirt of centuries of slave niggas worked out like dogs who made America what it is today like the Motherland couldn't use those useful hands.

I'm also the dirt in the mine of oil and gold fields that no one can't extract their harvest without looking like a real nigga for you can't get to the day without living the night.

So if you ain't got no love for me,you owe to get the fuck off my shit.

GET OFF MY SHIT.


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